The Art of Depression: A Mini-Series/Artist Lineup

Hello Ponderbots! Boy, oh boy, do I have the lineup of artists for you this month!

This series will be including work from different parts of the world coming together to present their art. Each one will be reflecting different aspects and viewpoints of depression.

Keep an eye out for these artists:

anonYmous – July 15th

Kelly Berry – July 15th

Danni Blackman– July 16th

James Pompey – July 16th

Heather Pease – July 17th

Saoirse Love – July 17th

Jack Freedman – July 18th

Kaci Skiles – July 18th

Rachel Cunniffe – July 19th

Lindsey McAdams – July 19th

Jack Droppers & the Best Intentions– July 20th

Carl Scharwath/Jennifer Link – July 20th

Amirah Al Wassif – July 21st

Suman Kabiraj – July 21st

CL Bledsoe/Tony Mancus – July 22nd

Ann Privateer – July 22nd

Mark Blickley/Amy Bassin – July 23rd   

Jennifer Carr – July 23rd  

Alexandria Drouin – July 24th

Kelsey Bryan-Zwick – July 24th

Meg Smith – July 25th

David Estringel – July 25th

Dylan Newitt Allen – July 26th

Adebisi Amori – July 26th

Chella Courington – July 27th

Lauren Scharhag – July 27th

Acoustic Librarian – July 28th

Young Toledo – July 28th

Andrew Wetmore – July 29th

Kirsty Niven – July 29th

Marc Cid – July 30th

Evan Hall – July 30th   

Shannon Light – July 31st

Karly Robinson – July 31st

Life is Pain – And So is Passion

You may have been wondering about my slogan. What do I mean by “Life is Pain – And so is passion?” Well, my Ponderbots, allow me to explain.

                Life is more than just pain, obviously, but I wanted to focus on this particular aspect that consumes such a large portion. It’s easy to want to find a way to push away pain. It’s there all around us, and yet, it always feels so unnatural, so wrong, like it is something that should not exist. And yet it does exist and quite frequently it is a dominating factor in our wellbeing.

                Everyone finds their own individual versions on how to cope with pain. Some might pretend its not there at all. They fake the smiles, bottle up the emotions, and push it down far deep and away. Others might try to avoid it at all cost, sheltering their lives in a box that holds a limited amount of life. Still others might attempt to mask it with a distraction of some sorts.

Whatever the method of choice, I can’t help but notice, tragically, that the pain is still there. Denial doesn’t change a truth. Avoidance only leads to a new version of pain. Masking can only hide a problem for a temporary amount of time, it can never be a permanent solution.

This may seem rather gloomy, and you are right, it is, but my thought process is, why not embrace it? Not that we should deny the joy that it is there. Joy should be equally embraced, but life being the fickle thing that it is, makes it possible to hold multiple emotions simultaneously.

If the idea of embracing pain makes you cringe, allow me to share with you the benefits that I have found from this particular reframing:


                Validation holds a power like none other. Knowing other people suffer in the same way we do is a huge part of feeling emotionally supported. We want to know that our pain is real and that it holds, at the very least, a measure of validity. This pain that we don’t know what to do with gets trapped inside our hearts and minds. It tears us apart even more if we think that we are the only ones struggling with it. We feel isolated, crazy, or maybe like a freak. When we hear that someone else hurts in the same way we do, it eases the tension and gives us that much needed reassurance that we are not alone in this world.

                If we hear about someone’s success and that is all we hear, it is easy to think that they achieved it out of some uncontrollable luck that was graced upon them. We might think, “Why am I not so lucky? Am I not good enough?” It can lead to feeling inferior, which can lead to giving up. However, if we hear the struggles a person has to get to a success, and we realize that they had to battle all of the same human struggles that we are going through ourselves, then it may just inspire us to keep the hope and keep fighting.


                If we can accept that pain exists and do not shy away from it, then we can use it to our advantage. Instead of avoiding pain, we can put our energy into a specific type of pain in order to achieve an outcome.

“How can we do this?!” you ask excitedly in your skepticism. Let me give you an example:

 Should we never exercise or eat healthy, our bodies will eventually have health problems and be in pain. However, if we exercise and eat healthy, it may be a painful process now, but it’s pain that will achieve something in the long run.   

You see, pain is still part of the equation, but in this scenario, we can choose which pain we are willing to suffer with. When we embrace the pain, we can then ask the question: What type of pain will lead us to a productive outcome?


                There will, of course, be pain that we have no control over, which I won’t deny is a huge source of our pain. When this happens, we still have options. We can use one of our proven blocking of pain listed at the beginning, which is sure to feel safe and produce no outcome, or we can channel it into something that we care about.

Channeling pain is part of what makes art so beautiful and alive. For instance, how a sad song can be medicine for our spirits, or how a stand-up comic can bring a laugh to an otherwise horrifying situation. These things can fill our souls and make us feel like we have purpose. This is more than just a hobby to keep us from being bored. It brings vibrancy and color to an otherwise dull existence.

                What kind of passion should we choose? Get ready for the answer to this because it is the most exciting part of it all: Anything. Anything done with heart can change hearts and minds if we have the courage to make ourselves vulnerable and authentic with it.

                What fills us with love? What fills us with fire? What are we willing to suffer for?

                Life is pain – and so is passion. If pain is always going to be part of the equation, then let’s find our passion and unapologetically dive into that which makes being alive worth it.

Honesty – An Unlikely Rebel




I love honesty. It is a healer. It is a creator of a true moment, and a genuine connection with another person. It’s the vibrant thrum of life itself.

When I was young I looked up to people who were honest and real. You know, the ones that weren’t trying to impress others, and weren’t afraid to show their flaws. They spoke their truth and expressed their emotions without hesitancy or fear. I found that these kind of people were rare and had a special shine to them. Everyone has value, but these real people…. I was in awe of them. I thought it was the most beautiful thing, and that this is what life is all about. Isn’t this what all of us truly want?

A lot of people claim to be honest. I think most people like the idea of this label because it sounds nice. Such a nice ring to it with a bow and a cherry on top. It sounds like something you can trust and rely upon. Who doesn’t want to be associated with that? However, complete honesty doesn’t come so easily. It takes work and focus to be truly honest and a kind person at the same time.

What a tricky thing, this honesty! When you are honest about something positive, people adore you for it. There is nothing better than an honest compliment. But what about when the honest truth is not a happy thing? That’s when the waters start getting murky.

A lot of us don’t want to hurt others, or we don’t want to look like a mean person. So, when honesty gets involved in those issues that are painful, we start to measure how much benefit can come from the truth vs. how much pain it will cause the other person. The benefit could possibly be of benefit, but it is a wild card and an unknown variable. Whereas the pain for the other person is almost certain, so it gives the illusion that the scale will tip in the favor of being silent. We start doubting ourselves and our feelings because we think, “I don’t want to risk losing this person over being too honest,” or “Well, maybe the honesty is not a valid enough reason to cause the other person pain.”

This is a fallacy we create, that it’s the honesty that causes pain. We then start shying away from the truth and see it as inconsiderate to others. We see ourselves as being the bad guy for pointing something out. Or sometimes we get angry at other people’s honesty because it seems like they are creating a problem. The truth, though, is that honesty isn’t causing the pain, it is simply acknowledging what is there. So, if what is there is conflict or hurt, then yes, the honesty will be painful, but it’s not the honesty’s fault.

It’s kind of like getting a screening for cancer. If a screening is done and no cancer is found, then a person can feel great about the procedure. However, if cancer is found, then pain suddenly is brought to the person. The person now has to face something they didn’t want to face. Although pain is there, it wasn’t the screening that caused it. The screening merely indicated what was already lying under the surface. Additionally, even though it is painful, the screening gave them a chance to fight it, rather than letting the cancer kill them unknowingly.

Honesty is much like the screening. It is scanning for what is underneath the surface and putting it out in the open so that it can be assessed. Isn’t that an incredible tool? To be able to know what is there so that if something is wrong, it can be worked on? Denial and silence is only a band-aid as it only covers up a wound to hopefully forget that it is there. What good then is this denial/silence actually doing?

As I grew older, I started to notice a trend with my influences and heroes in that the honesty that I appreciated so much, was frowned upon by quite a number of people. At times they faced real persecution for merely stating their truth. I was shocked by this. I couldn’t wrap my head around the pushing aside of such beauty and vibrancy that these people brought to the world.

When I started taking my baby steps into my adulthood, I wanted to follow in the path of honesty more than anything. I met a lot of opposition. It has been battle after battle, verbal beating after verbal beating. One of the things that would get to me is that people would say I was being rebellious. I couldn’t handle that label because that is not at all what I thought I was doing. I thought I was just simply trying to point out the true honest facts. I didn’t see this as making me a rebel. Wasn’t a rebel someone with bad things on their hearts? Wasn’t it someone who selfishly goes off on their own without regard to the people who love them? Wasn’t it an immature and childish person? This was not me! This was not my reasoning or my desires! How could they say such things about me?

But I was a rebel, I just didn’t know it. Everyone I admired and looked up to were rebels as well. We were rebels because we acted differently than what these people wanted that from us. They wanted compliance above understanding. They didn’t want to talk about certain things. It’s not to say that they don’t want to talk about anything, but there were just some things that they don’t want to bring into the light to be analyzed for whatever reason. We defied them when they tried to make us silent. We ignored them when they requested our blind obedience to them. We said, “No, we have to say what’s on our hearts, no matter the cost.”

On the surface, honesty is the warm, fuzzy teddy bear that we want to carry in our arms. But legitimate honesty is a warrior. It has to train and prepare because the battle could come at any moment. And thus, honesty, the soft teddy bear, becomes an unlikely rebel.

I still struggle with it at times, especially when I see people pained by what I say. But I’ve seen too much good that comes from honesty to stop now. It gets me into a lot of trouble at times, but the freedom and the feeling of life that comes from it…. there’s no comparison. If that makes me a rebel, then I will be a rebel. I don’t want to fight, but if that is what I must do, then I will learn. So, give me honesty or give me death.